Give and Take

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Inuyasha, so don’t sue my ass please.

Warning: Look on summary, or else don’t read.

Note: Well, this is the first Inuyasha fanfic I ever wrote. It was originally a oneshot, then it turned into kind of a story, and now it is just going to stay as a one-shot. So... yeah. Enjoy!


Give and Take


It had been three days since Naraku had sent Kohaku on a mission. He would always send the young demon slayer on important assignments, he was the only one of his servants that he could really trust. He was under Naraku’s complete control after all, unlike the treacherous Kagura. But long absences would cause Naraku to become anxious, and he would sit at his window wondering what could be taking the young man so long. But he didn’t have to worry, Kohaku would always come back in due time with a successful mission report. Naraku in truth liked to look at the boy. He was an intriguing person, just like his sister. Just like all demon slayers. Naraku also reveled in the fact that Kohaku would probably kill him if he wasn’t on a short leash with his memories laying dormant. He didn’t know that it was his lord that had caused him to eradicate everyone he had ever loved. It made Naraku smile. How he loved his manipulating schemes.

Naraku gazed out his window once more and saw that Kohaku had stepped into the courtyard and was on his way to his room. The half-demon smiled a wicked smile to himself. He felt like a little fun, and this boy was a perfect plaything. He continued to sit even as he heard Kohaku approach. The slayer as usual kneeled before the thin reed screen separating him and Naraku and told him of the mission. But the half-demon wasn’t really listening, he was too focused on the petite silhouette bent in reverence before him.

As the boy continued to rattle off his day in monotone Naraku interrupted him, “Kohaku, come here.” The boy immediately stopped his testimony and unquestioningly lifted the screen and walked to stand only a foot or so in front of Naraku.

“Yes my lord?” Naraku looked at him in disgust. He was so emotionless and boring, this would not do. Naraku let a little of his control slip, and Kohaku staggered at the sudden withdrawal. His eyes cleared, and he stood dumbfounded in front of Naraku.

“What am I doing here?” He sounded so innocent, Naraku couldn’t help but laugh. The boy stared at him questioningly, trying to remember where he had heard his voice before. But Naraku still had his memories and physical movements locked, so the young man was lost in his confusion. Finally he said, “Hello Kohaku, my name is Naraku. You are in my castle.” Kohaku looked on as Naraku slowly stood and approached the shorter human. Kohaku couldn’t believe how beautiful this Naraku was. He had the most luxurious black hair he had ever seen and his eyes looked almost red in luster. No girl he had ever laid eyes upon could match him in beauty. He felt himself blush slightly as Naraku stepped closer.

The half-demon saw the flush to the human’s cheeks, and he thought it very amusing. It was unlikely that even when he was living in his village as a normal human he had ever felt the intimate touch of another being. Another smile stole over Naraku’s face. He loved virgins. They were so easy and responsive. This was going to be more fun than he originally thought.

He came even closer to Kohaku, and the boy’s face didn’t change. He didn’t seem to be afraid of Naraku, only fascinated and anxious. The half-demon had never met anyone that didn’t fear him outright, and he found it intriguing. He wondered what would happen if he gave Kohaku even more freedom. He withdrew even more of control from the boy and suddenly Kohaku could move his body any way he pleased.

“Better?” Asked Naraku in a low, lusty voice. The boy nodded vigorously and replied, “Yes, I feel much better. Tell me Naraku-sama, how did you do that?” The fiend lifted his hand and lightly brushed Kohaku’s cheek, making the boy’s skin tingle at the contact. The slayer let out a sigh, enjoying this man’s warm hand on his flesh.

“It was magic, my dear Kohaku.” Kohaku looked up in surprise. “Really?”

Naraku continued to lightly stroke the boy’s skin as he answered, “Of course. I know many other tricks as well. In fact, I know many things. Especially about you, Kohaku. Can you remember anything about your past?” The boy thought for a moment then shook his head. Naraku drew himself up close to Kohaku so that their chests were touching. Kohaku didn’t back away. He felt a strange draw to the man in front of him. Then suddenly Naraku brought his face down and kissed him. He crushed his lips to Kohaku’s and slid his tongue along his lips, wanting entrance. Any other time Naraku would have simply forced his tongue through and taken the boy immediately, but he wanted the boy to regret this tender moment later.

Kohaku was surprised by the sudden kiss, but quickly gave in and opened his lips to the older man. Again Naraku was surprised by the boy’s reaction. He had fully expected him to become frightened and run away. It would have been more fun forcing himself on the slayer. But the human was actually enjoying it. Naraku grabbed Kohaku’s waist, bringing him closer to deepen the kiss. After many moments they finally withdrew from each other, Kohaku panting for breath.

“That was amazing my lord. Can we do more?” Naraku smiled. He did like it when people were compliant with his demands, but this naive boy was starting to slightly annoy him. He wanted to be hated, that was the only thing that he ever truly wanted. Naraku smirked and backed away from the confused Kohaku.

“Let’s make this a little more interesting.” Said Naraku as he let his hold of Kohaku completely fade, letting all the memories of what he did to his family and all that he had done in Naraku’s service come crashing into his mind. Kohaku let out a scream as he fell to the floor, grasping is head as his eyes went wide. Naraku, proud of his work, continued to stand unmoved and took in all the boy’s reactions and emotions. It had little or no affect on him, except that he was enjoying the young man’s pain.

Kohaku was on his knees now, slumped on the floor crying, “No, no, NOOO!!” as his horrible memories continued to flow, making hot tears stream down his face. Naraku for a moment thought that it might drive the pathetic human insane, but then Kohaku’s wailing ceased. His crying had also stopped and Naraku couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to stop his outburst.

Kohaku stood but still had his head downcast. Naraku just watched as he slowly raised his head to look in the half-demon’s eyes. They were dull and full of anguish, just like Naraku had wanted. But they were strangely devoid of rage and hate, which Naraku was sure would be the foremost in the slayer’s mind. Kohaku now knew that it was the man he was just kissing that had forced him to slaughter his family and friends, and to commit atrocities to countless innocent humans and demons. But he continued to stand unmoving, seemingly in thought of what to do next. Naraku made up his mind for him.

Now was when Naraku wanted to take him. The half demon came upon Kohaku in a flash and grabbed him by the throat, abruptly slamming him to the floor. The boy tried to struggle from his grasp, but to no avail. Naraku was too powerful for even a talented demon slayer to take on alone. Naraku moved quickly to remove Kohaku’s turquoise and black uniform, tearing it to shreds as the boy writhed beneath him. When the boy was completely nude, Naraku undid his cornflower blue kimono, exposing his manhood to the defeated demon slayer. Naraku couldn’t wait to see Kohaku’s face as he came inside him, and spread the boy’s legs as wide as they would go. Kohaku gasped from the pain, and tried to struggle, but Naraku held him fast.

While still holding Kohaku’s throat, Naraku began to tease the boy’s shaft, making it harder with his ministrations. Kohaku tightly shut his eyes, and tears of pain fell down his cheeks. Naraku smirked as he began to pump Kohaku’s erection, making the slayer whimper and moan. The boy arched up into Naraku’s touch, and then the hanyou abruptly pulled his hand away, making Kohaku whine in protest. Naraku licked the pre-cum from his fingers, and slide them along Kohaku’s bare stomach, leaving a saliva trail as he went further and further down past his erection, until he grazed his moist fingers over the boy’s entrance. Kohaku shuddered from the contact, and he began to gasp in pleasure as Naraku slide a finger inside, moving around to find the boy’s tender bundle of nerves. When the hanyou did find it, Kohaku practically screamed from the sensations, and Naraku pushed his finger in deeper, savoring the guilty sounds of pleasure issuing from Kohaku’s mouth.

Slowly removing his finger Naraku positioned himself at the tight ring, and slide his tip in slowly, before thrusting himself completely inside Kohaku with one quick jerk. Kohaku screamed at the sudden invasion, but his pain soon dissolved into moans of pleasure as Naraku probed deeper.

Naraku loved how tight Kohaku felt, but he wanted to make the boy scream. He sped up his thrusts, going as hard as he could, penetrating Kohaku to the point of seriously hurting the boy. Naraku was rewarded for his efforts when an agonizing scream ushered from the slayer’s throat. Naraku smirked to himself. That’s much better.

Kohaku screamed every time his lord thrust deeper, and he soon came onto his stomach, his body going rigid and contracting around Naraku deep inside him. The sudden tightening of flesh around his member pushed the hanyou over the edge, and after one more thrust Naraku finally climaxed deep inside Kohaku.

Still smiling Naraku withdrew from the weeping boy and rolled onto the floor next to him. His tears made the whole experience that much more sweet for Naraku; in fact, he could feel himself becoming hard again just from the sight.

The half-demon looked over at Kohaku and lay silently as he watched the boy’s body heave with sobs. It made the slayer look even more desirable. Then Kohaku’s ragged voice cut through the silence, “Why?” Naraku was taken aback.

“Why not?” He said in retort. Kohaku turned his back on his assaulter and said, “Why would you do all this? What was the point of it all?” Surprisingly Naraku couldn’t really think of an answer. He just did it because he could. He was bored and decided to have a little fun, he didn’t really think why he wanted to. The demon lord grunted and stood, tying his kimono back into place.

“Kohaku,” The boy turned to face Naraku at the sound of his name. “Would you rather live on in freedom with the fact that I made you kill everyone you love, or go on existing as my mindless servant and be ignorant of all that you did?” Naraku could care less what the boy answered, he would do what he wanted with him regardless. But he was curious as to the answer.

In a muffled voice Kohaku’s said, “I... don’t know. I don’t deserve to live after what I’ve done, it doesn’t matter that I was in control or not. I guess I’d rather not live with the knowledge of it all, but if I did, I’d never see my sister again. She means more to me than anything. But... I couldn’t face her after all that. I would always be reminded of what I did every time I looked at her. It hurts too much. I deserve everything you do to me for being so weak. You turned me into what I am now, so you own me whether I like it or not.” He then stood and still naked walked directly up to Naraku. “I am yours to do with as you please, Naraku-sama.” The hurt in the boy’s eyes was immense. Naraku was loathe to admit it, but his human side was sympathizing with the boy. But it didn’t last for very long, and Naraku pushed the useless emotions aside.

“That’s better. Though I would have thought that a great demon-slayer like yourself would have put up more of a fight. I didn’t expect to break you so quickly.”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t more entertaining for you my lord. I’ll try harder in the future.” Naraku liked what he was hearing. He took the boy into his arms and kissed him passionately, almost gagging Kohaku with his delving tongue. The demon slayer didn’t resist though, and did everything Naraku told him to do.

Kohaku’s screams of pain and pleasure reverberated down the corridors of Naraku’s palace all night and into the early morning, heard only by the very few demons Naraku kept in his service.

Naraku was finally getting what he wanted, and Kohaku was finally getting what he thought he deserved.


A/N: That was unusually fun to write. I’ve found I have a thing for Naraku, and him messing with people’s minds. He’s actually the easiest character for me to write, and I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. Anyway, thanx for reading!